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Great moments in schadenfreude
By briantologist | April 24, 2007
People, I often feel pangs of remorse for delighting in the miseries of those I have not met. I am frequently guilty of developing entirely meritless vendettas against people I see for a split-second, based on less than nothing. Wearing a hat I don’t like? You’re probably an embezzler. Talking slightly louder than normal? Definitely a pederast. Smell vaguely of carrots? You fucking war criminal.
However.
I feel, and perhaps you may agree with me, that the entire civilized world can sit back and smile at the news that poor, poor Joe Francis, multimillionaire creator of the “Girls Gone Wild” franchise, is having a rough time adjusting to life in the klink.
UPDATE!
Dude, this is getting better all the time! Potentially a hundred years in prison, they’re saying! This is magnificent! I hope he gets the same guy for a cellmate.
Topics: Fucking Awesome, good times. | 7 Comments »
April 24th, 2007 at 3:48 pm
This is the best news ever. I can barely look at his face. ASSHOLE!
April 24th, 2007 at 7:09 pm
I KNOW! The poor man. My heart aches for him. (Wonder if they videotaped his first group shower? Now THAT would be fair punishment.)
April 25th, 2007 at 7:54 am
The most brilliant facet to this gem is the fact that the tormentor is doing nothing more than shouting Joe Francis’s name over and over.
April 25th, 2007 at 8:20 am
I know! It’s not even like the Cop Killer guy is threatening him or anything — he’s just yelling “Joe Francis! Girls Gone Wild! Whooooo!” over and over! Like he thinks about GGW, gets all excited, relaxes a little, then thinks about it again, and the process starts over! I love America.
April 25th, 2007 at 12:42 pm
I, too, hope that his punishment is 100 years of listening to “Joe Francis! Girls Gone Wild! WOOO!”
Justice would be served.
April 26th, 2007 at 2:28 am
I feel terrible for the fucking little rapist.
May 18th, 2007 at 8:44 pm
My god. I don’t tune in to the news very often ’cause all it does is piss me off, but moments like this tend to give me hope for humanity. I’m glad the little toad got caught for something, even if it’s only tax evasion or whatever. I hope he gets the 100 years, no parole, and an endless parade of… interesting… cell mates. Dear Santa, that’s all I want this year.